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unfold your books papers and scrolls, grab a pen and write this down.
Lay down rest your soul, i thank god for he gave me gold
golden dreams of happiness and onelove grows old but the story is yet to be told.
i freeze on my knees begging for mercy, god i know im no perfect percy
but still do i deserve this an endless road of strains and curfues.
old trees whispers my name and old dreams i will ever blame,
walking on the moon, will i be a lonesome astronaut should i ask or not is this a dream forgot?
you say all stay the same old friends remain, young love and pain who runs this game?
im not looking for fame and fortune but you gave me shame and distortion whack lyrics and fiction
the rain runs down my face i speak the truth what happened to the word called truce.
im stuck inbetween bad and worse worse and worst my sight blurrs my heart hurts head burns.
my temper is up and down like a stock exchange screaming out for a change
yes we can, can we? yes! i doubt anyone ever relates to death.
i hear some one saying, the reaper has no price you just roll the dice and hope for a long life.
silence mortal you words means nothing, hell hounds barking you can not bargain
all you see is darkness...